Heaven-Defying Rise

Looking at the top of the tent, Ning Que's brain appeared on the traces of dripping after leaving Weicheng.

Along the way, the luxury carriage was always closed. Except for the little boy with a barbarian, the little boy occasionally got out of the car to play. There was no chance to see any princess. Only the beautiful and proud niece issued instructions from time to time.

Somehow, the maid likes to call Sang Sang to chat.

I don't know why, the niece did not hide the disgust of him.

Ning Que thinks she is a very good actor. Because whether in Weicheng or on the journey, whether it is the attitude of the grassland man and the attitude of the grassland, or the temperament of her herself, it is difficult to see ... she is not a niece.

It was this that it felt a little strange. He always thought that the true nobles of the Great Tang Empire should not have too many leisurely feelings that sympathized with Sang Sang.

However, these are not what he really cares about. In a few days, he always paid attention to the old man in the carriage. If the guess is good, the old man with a mild expression should be the south of Haotian Dao South mentioned by General Ma. The door is tall.

From a very young age, Ning Que was determined to step into the mysterious world, but he was delayed. He was willing to follow this team back to Beijing, because there was such a real monk in the team.

Unfortunately, on the way, he never found a chance to talk to the old man who was tightly protected, but when he was stationed in the camp, he could occasionally look up with the old man. At that moment, he seemed to see the gentleness in the eyes of the old man. Even the meaning of encouragement made him puzzled.

Thinking and analysis are unspeakable. Ning Que took the attention back, and then found that the pair of feet in his arms were not warmed up. It was still as cold as ice. I frowned.

The little maid Sang Sang ate too much when he was a child. He was wrapped in wind, rain, rotten gas in the dead body next to the road. He was picked up and had a serious illness after he was picked.

We have seen the military doctors in Weicheng. He also took her to take her to Kaiping Mansion in the distance. All the doctors were the same opinions: congenital insufficient and cold constitution.

Because of the extremely cold constitution, Sang Sang can rarely sweat, and the daily waste toxins produced cannot be discharged, and the accumulation of her body is worse and worse. The dose movement is used to slightly improve the cold environment in the body, which is why in the eyes of outsiders, he always treats this dark little maid as a donkey horse.

Even if it is so hard every day, it is not necessarily that Sang Sang's constitution can be warmed every time, just like this at this moment like an ice cellar cooker.

Ning Que got up, rubbed the frozen stomach, and found out the cowhide wine sac from the corner, woke up the mulberry, and handed the wine sac to her lips.

Sangsang opened her eyes confused, naturally took the wine sac, and was skillfully unscrewed, and she dumped her neck into her lips. There was no drop of drinks, but the tent was still filled with spicy wine.

The small maid with a small body was holding a big wine and drinking, and the two bowls could pump up a big man's spirits. She was drank half a bag by her suddenly, until the abdomen was slightly drumped. It's a bit weird.

She wiped her lips, and her willow -like eyes became brighter in the night. She couldn't see that she had been drinking alcohol. She smiled and fell down to sleep.

The fragrance of liquor in the room gradually warmed the cold feet in her arms. Ning Que looked at the a few drops of sweat from the tip of her nose, and finally let go of her heart and wiped the sweat on her forehead.

Wrapped the wool mattress, Ning Que slowly closed his eyes, not far from his face, the roll that had been rotten too much. He read a few pages before going to bed every day. Back, this is the habit of developing for many years.

"May all sentient beings, have sufficient practice to leave the old death method, all disaster poisons will not harm its life."

"May all sentient beings, be old and sick, live in life, and enter the wisdom."

In the shallow sleep, his spirit follows the text on the scroll, as those seemingly simple and simple, but in fact, it is a unknown sense of perception, and it runs slowly.

Gradually, the wool mattresses covering him and Sangsang's body disappeared, the humble tent disappeared, the grass outside the account disappeared, and the stream turned into a white mist and then became invisible. The whole world changed. It becomes a world with me among you, and I have you, and in this world, I can vaguely feel some kind of breathing with mysterious rhythm.

This amazing feeling is no stranger to Ning Que. After many years ago he watched the first sensory chapter, he could often feel it before falling asleep, but he was very clear about a sad fact. This is not the real after meditation. Perception, but just dreams.

The warm ocean is probably just the illusion of dreams, because the pairs of small feet wrapped in thick cotton socks in my arms are gradually getting hot, but this is also a very beautiful illusion.

In this way, Ning Que entered deep sleep, and he had no dreams overnight.

Waking up in the early morning of the next day, Ning Que was so sleepy, but his expression seemed to be extremely eager to sleep for another three days and three nights, full of surprise and dissatisfaction.

"Why change the route temporarily?"

He looked at the indifferent maid in front of him, suppressed his emotions, and said as gentle as possible: "Passing through the mountains of Laoshan to Huaxi Road, there will be no problem with the route I choose."

Including the niece, no one in the account answered his doubts.

"I am a guidance, and you are not familiar with Laoshan at all." Ning Que looked at the niece, and said silently, "I know you are worried that you will encounter ambush, I can guarantee you, as long as you listen to me, no one can be able to listen to me, no one can be able to listen to me, no one can be able to listen to me, no one can be able to listen to me, no one can be able to listen to me, no one can be able to listen to me. Stop you ""

The niece glanced at him, just like looking at a stone, and the meaning of wanting to express is very clear. Maybe you have any qualifications to explain to you?

Back to his own tent, Ning Que looked at Sang Sang, who was packaging luggage, and said, "Send them into this big path, we immediately withdraw it."

Take out the simple map of hand -drawn that year, he pointed to one of the places and said: "Fartcolia we can only follow this place, and then go ahead. It's ".

"You should convince them," Sang Sang said with his head.

"I guess there is a troops that respond to the princess over there, so they will not listen to me." Ning Que replied: "I want to persuade a group of pig -like partners, I am not good at it."

Sang Sang didn't speak, and asked with his eyes. Since someone responded, why are you so worried and even prepare to slip away?

"I have a problem with intuition."

Ning Que replied: "Because I believe that the fierce role of the four princesses of the Tang Dynasty will never be an idiot like that woman, there are few plans."

Sang Sang wanted to speak, reminding: "You ... you have to be more polite to her."

"I know her true identity." Ning Que's eyebrows were slightly raised and ridiculed: "What about her princess? In Weicheng, I said, this is a idiot princess."